since the first day you joined the TF 141 Ghost, your LT, always liked to tease you.  no one knows how to describe your relationship. sometimes you get along, sometimes not. but one thing is sure… there’s a strange tension between you two. 

tonight all the team is at a party and you decided to invite your best friends.

you’re talking with them when you find Ghost standing behind you.  "voglio strapparti quel vestito di dosso" his voice echoes in your ear.

"what does it mean?" you ask, turning around to face him.

"this dress doesn’t look good on you."

you roll your eyes as he walks away, smirking.  "come on, you speak Italian, tell us what he said" one of your friends says.

"trust me, you don’t wanna know" you warn them.

"girl, spill the tea!" they exclaim excited.

"fine" you sigh, putting your glass on the table. "I wanna rip that dress off of you." they both share a knowing glance. 

"I know what you two are thinking and no, it’ll never happen" you confirm.

"just so you know, he can’t keep his eyes off of you" says the other one, looking towards his direction.

"I don’t care" you respond, taking a sip of your drink.

the worst lie you’ve ever said.